The Last Furlong

Comments on the race of life.


De Press ing

I had a laugh yesterday.

Mr Trump, from the start of his office , has criticised the press. They lie, they publish fake news, they twist facts. Of course, the press have accused him of doing the same thing.

The press do not like Trump.

There is nothing like the press scorned!

Even though the Trump legal team have outlined the evidence of fraud they claim happened in the election, the press repeatedly call the claim ‘baseless’, giving no evidence as to why they think that. They have purposely imposed a black-out of news about Trump, so that us readers might begin to believe Trump is doing nothing rather than being busy trying to drain the swamp.

Or only playing golf.

But yesterday there was an amusing incident.

Trump tweeted to his followers, of which I am one, that he’d completed his scheduled meeting early, and that, now, he was going to play golf. Which he did.

In the UK, the TV announced that Trump was only playing golf, implying he was shirking on the golf course, while all the other world leaders were in conference.

Later, the same station reported what a swine Trump was for refusing to fall in line with the other world leaders at the conference. (Well, they didn’t use the word ‘swine’.) And they reported on things he said at it!

Which shows you what?

It showed me Trump was spot on all the time – The press lie, they  publish fake news, they twist facts.

I have enjoyed Trump. He made politics interesting. It is reported by those more knowledgeable than me, that he’s done some really good things for the USA; one of them being not to simply fall in line with world leader swamp dwellers.

There are constant ways we see that the press lie, publish fake news, and twist facts. They mould our thought by what they publish according to their agenda.

They induce strife, discord, violence, mayhem, make saints out of sinners and sinners out of saints. They are sensation feeders. And we believe them.

Ultimately, they are the power. Offend them, and you will be ruined.

It’s de press ing.


Election Special

I can’t sleep. It’s been so exciting!

I’ve been interested in politics since I was nine years old (about) when I watched police brutality happening next door through a peephole in our fence, and my Mother said “We can’t stop it. It’s the ‘Government’ “

It seemed to me then, the ‘Government’ must be a really terrible thing if it could do that to people. My opinion hasn’t changed. What governments do to people is the thing. The leader of a government seems immaterial. Government POLICY is the thing.

In the Furlong family we have political disagreement. I’m wrong it seems. I thought Trump should be allowed to finish another four years of Republicanism. But evidently, I didn’t know Trump was ‘evil incarnate’, a liar, a fake christian, full of cruelty and hatred, who had split the country apart. I just thought he was a badly behaved narcissist being a temporary leader of the Republican Party. I thought Republicans were Conservatives and the Democrats were Socialists.

In the USA, Democrats want a sort of Green New Deal, upping the minimum wage, universal basic income, free public colleges and universities, state supported abortion, Obamacare, taxation on the wealthy. It’s soft on immigration, keen on legislation, favours internet control, censorship. It’s “left” whatever that means nowdays. Kamala Harris is a hot shit leftie. She will be the first female acting president if Biden snuffs it.

The Republicans want lower taxes, free market capitalism, gun rights, restriction on abortions, deregulation in general, less laws, restrictions on labour unions, increased military spending. They oppose drug legalisation, want to eliminate government run welfare and promote personal responsibilty and traditional values. It favours Medicaid. Trump is the first President not to wage any war. He is rated the worst President ever. He probably is, but he’s been very entertaining.

Republicans have won 24 of the last 40 presidential elections. They couldn’t be so bad. As an old person, I think personal responsibility, the work ethic, entrepreneurial reward, meritocracy, traditional values, spirituality, true grit and the least amount of intrusion into our lives by legislation is a good thing.

So really, if I lived in the USA, I would have voted Trump. I favour free speech however daft. And I forsee all the politically correct nonsense getting really powerful under a woman acting president. Kamala Harris is the Democrats’ Trojan Horse!

You can’t trust young women in politics nowadays. Many modern women have gone soft in the head.

The Ides of March are upon us.

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We all know Jack Schitt

The news is going from bad to worse. Boris is misbehaving. He’s CLOSING pubs!!!! Trump is misbehaving. He got BETTER!!. Biden is misbehaving. He LIES! Masks are useless they say, or not, we don’t know. Students, robbed of their right to happiness are revolting. They are getting drunk and dancing in the street rebelliously. Some say they DESERVE to be joyful, they are young after all. Others say they are selfish. The Government is useless, evidently. The council is useless too. The NHS is useless, where once it was the jewel in our crown. People are going insane, or committing suicide. Everyone has lost control because there is too much control. The scientist know all, or they know Jack Schitt, depending on your view.


The Coronavirus is a hoax. The world is being taken over by Bill Gates who is going to microchip us all and make us his slaves. Or perform a massive cull. 5G is addling our brains. We have become sheep in the face of a massive worldwide attempt to assert control on the people, to remove our freedoms, to enslave us. David Icke and his band of merry protestors know the truth. They are protesting maskless and hugging one and all.

It doesn’t matter what you actually believe, this Covid thing is exposing a nasty flaw in the character of humans.

The flaw is that, in truth, we all know Jack Schitt and recognise his whole family in ourselves, but we won’t admit it!


Popcorn night!

Today is voting day in the UK.

I have always loved elections. When I was young, I was an election “helper”. For many different elections in Africa, I seeded leaflets, visited houses, drove voters to and from voting, and generally assisted “my” Party.

I was a political animal right from the very first time, I saw a dreadful injustice at the age of about ten.

When I asked the grownups around me, how you could stop such things happening. The reply was that people had to change who was ruling in the Government.

As a teenager, my friend, was very politically involved, and I got drawn in too. And as a young married woman, my father in law was the Mayor of the city we lived in for several terms. There were always elections.

My life has been full of memorable election days.

Tonight, I’m loading up with popcorn and crisps, and I will enjoy watching the results of weeks of bear baiting, slander, fake news, vicious hysterical speaking and bias on the BBC. Tonight is the night we will know if ordinary people can see through all the bullshit, and vote the way I did!

Tonight the BBC cannot fudge facts. The people will present the facts TO them. Your vote is a FACT.

Please vote!

It makes popcorn and crisp eating far more fun!

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No Halloween, but we’ve got Friday the 13th instead…

I believe in the old days, like the Second World War, the leaders consulted weather experts, phases of the moon, astrological predictions and even psychics before large events like invasions. They chose auspicious dates. Even the 11th hour, on the 11th day, of the 11th month seemed thoughtful.

Currently everyone in public is virtue signalling with red poppies significantly displayed, getting ready for Armistice Day.

But phases of the moon affecting thought, or astrological and psychic predictions have been tossed out in the modern culture of scientism. And weather predictions are about as reliable as they were in the War.

Instead, Brexit was planned for Halloween, and the election results will be out on Friday 13th of December….

Without any astrological knowledge, or psychic abilities, I can see there is something weirdly off about choosing those dates.

Furthermore, the Full Moon for December 2019 rises on the 12th!

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Fairy stories for humans

We live in an age of fairy stories. Mostly, they are versions of “Chicken Likken”


characters called Chicken Little, Henny Penny, Hen-Len, Cocky Locky, Ducky Lucky, Ducky Daddles, Drakey Lakey, Goosey Loosey, Goosey Poosey, Gander Lander, Turkey Lurkey


all run about squawking and spreading fear.

It’s all the same stuff. “The sky will fall after Brexit” “The sky will fall if we don’t get Brexit” “The sky will fall according to Extinction Rebellion” “The sky will fall if you breathe one molecule of second hand smoke” “Trump is making the sky fall” “The sky will fall if you eat bacon or fat or sugar” “Boris Johnson is making the sky fall” “The sky will fall…..” “The sky will fall…..”

Many of the real fairy tales have different endings, so people can choose which one they want. I like the one where the silly hysterical creatures are ALL eaten by the Fox!


A touch of CBA – couldn’t be arsed

I think my bouts of CBA are stemming from watching the whole embarrassing Brexit palava on the TV. Every six o’clock news is like groundhog day. Same old, same old, same old. The CBA our politicians obviously feel for any kind of Brexit, any kind at all, is spilling down through us ordinary mortals.

I find myself thinking “We’ll go to France again AFTER Brexit. Right now, I couldn’t be arsed”

“We’ll lay more slate chippings on the front parking area AFTER Brexit. Right now, I couldn’t be arsed.”

CBA is a kind of depression. Groundhog day simply repeats and repeats with no hope of change. No hope. No optimism. No small light at the end of the tunnel.

I’ll tell you where I’ve got to saying to myself now – “After Brexit, who is going to be arsed to even vote for any of the political parties who have taken three years to get nowhere because they weren’t ever arsed to deliver the will of the people?”

Well, it wont be me. I couldn’t be arsed now – what is it going to be like AFTER Brexit? If there ever is one!


Oh yeah? Brexit?

I have come to believe that Brexit will never happen. Not the Brexit that we voted for.

I don’t think the Government meant to take us through Brexit at all. From the beginning, they have squabbled, lied, guessed, sucked problems out of their a thumbs, pretended to be experts, begged, cajoled, squirmed, pleaded, fear mongered, prevaricated, threatened, libelled, name called, and behaved like addlepated idiots.

The Brexit business is a disgrace to the European Union, the UK Politicians and proof to the world that our parliament is made up of quarrelling loonies and pompous weirdos who haven’t the foggiest clue about much.

I’m not holding my breath. Brexit has been made to fail with malice aforethought.

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Young people know ziltch, zero, nothing about life before the EU

I am SO sick of the idea thrown about by the remainers that all the UK people who voted to leave the European Union are old people who are now dead and we should have another referendum so that all the new young voters can vote remain. Continue reading

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Post-Modern Maths

We are being plagued by Post Modernism. New Feminism, Gender Politics, Race Politics and more are a part of this movement. So now our cultural landscape is littered with victims of all kinds. Being a victim of something is the new IN. Its essential, actually. Stoicism, patience, endurance, or real education in the ‘old’ culture is OUT.  That’s considered just studying stuff imposed on humanity by white males. Continue reading